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A collection of famous poems for children - young and not so young, we know them well from cartoons and songs. Who doesn't know the rubber hedgehog?
Illustrations by Mikhail Samuilovich Belomlinsky.
DEEPLY ADORED READERS!
Fun breakfast
HEDGEHOG RUBBER
A TALE ABOUT A SONG
JUMP-PLAY!
HELLO ROBOT!
SPRING IS COMING AROUND THE CITY!
RASPBERRY CAT
DOLPHIN DELFINYCH
BIG SECRET FOR A SMALL COMPANY
FRESH BAGEL
WITH GLASSES AND WITHOUT GLASSES
SCARROR
FUN BREAKFAST
IT IS VERY INTERESTING
BELLY KETTLE
I WILL TELL YOU ABOUT THE PURCHASE
LUCKY BEETLE
The gnome's house, the gnome is home!
HOUSE WITH PIPE
WHAT'S LIKE WHAT?
HUNDRED FANTASIES
NOTEBOOK FOR FAIRY TALES
GNOME'S HOUSE, GNOME IS HOME!
CURLY POODLE
THE YOUNG GOAT WALKED
VANECHKA-SHEPHERD
WE TALKED THINGS
PARROT AND DUCK
HARDWORKING OLD LADY
I MAKE DUMPLINGS
MOTHER ELEPHANT, CHILD ELEPHANT AND ELEPHANT
It all comes not from nutrition, but from upbringing!
A BALLAD ABOUT CHOCOLATE Tricks
A VERY THOUGHT DAY
COME VISIT!
WASH YOUR SOCKS!
ZHORA KOSHKIN
FUNNY FROG
TICKET TO THE DACHA
IT'S TRUE! THIS IS NOT!
DON'T TRUST THE WOLF!
THE END OF SHUTILKIN BORIS
YOU, ME, AND YOU AND WE!
WHAT OVER WHAT?
Once upon a time there lived a gardener
WHO IS STRONGER?
THE KITTEN HAS A WORK
FAVORITE PONY
THE CAT WENT OUT FOR A WALK
WHITE CHAMOMILES
Sea of miracles
SONG ABOUT A FAIRY TALE
MUSTACHEED POD
CAT-SAILOR
SEA OF WONDERS
WATER LILY
THE BIG HORSE SECRET
Once upon a time there was a candy
HUGE DOG SECRET
LAUGHING CONFUSION
ONIONS GREEN IN WATER
SHIP
AN EXCITING QUESTION
FIRST OF SEPTEMBER
SO THAT WE ALL FLY AND GROW!
DEEPLY ADORED READERS!
I received three carriages of letters from you, written in multi-colored block letters. Those who have seen the cartoon “A Big Secret for a Small Company” ask: “Do you have any other secrets? How many? And what?" I answer: “Yes! All sorts of things! A lot of them! Which ones do you want?” For example, you ask: “Tell me a secret - what to do if a Lonely Scarecrow lives in a dark room?” Please! I’m revealing a secret: we urgently need to hug and pet the Scarecrow so that it stops being so lonely. And then - to make it laugh, so that it ceases to be a Scarecrow, and becomes a Laughter!
Or, for example: “Tell me a secret - who do you love most in the world?” Please! The one who is always growing. The one to whom something happens all the time. The one who flies in a dream. Someone who is able to ask three carloads of questions and rush off into a world of exciting adventures, dangers and great discoveries... Absolutely right! You guessed! More than anything in the world I love... you! And that’s why for 30 years now I’ve been whistling my poems for you, like a hedgehog with a hole in its right side. And I’ll also say (in secret!) that everything in this book is the pure truth and happened to me personally. After all, for the sake of such a serious matter as poetry for you, I can turn into a Pony, into a Cheerful Frog, into a Sailor Cat, into a Laughing Confusion, into a Flying Horse, so that you, my dears, can swim in the Sea of Miracles.
Your poet Yunna Moritz
Fun breakfast
HEDGEHOG RUBBER
Through the viburnum grove,
Through the aspen grove
For the puppy's name day
In a crimson hat
A rubber hedgehog was walking
With a hole in the right side.
Visited the hedgehog
Rain umbrella
A hat and a pair of galoshes.
ladybug,
flower head
The hedgehog bowed affectionately.
Hello, Christmas trees!
What do you need needles for?
Are we the wolves around?
Shame on you!
It hurts,
When a friend bristled.
Dear bird,
Please come down -
You have lost your pen.
On the red alley
Where the maples turn red,
A find awaits you in the bureau.
The sky is radiant
The cloud is clear.
For the puppy's name day
Rubber hedgehog
He walked and whistled
A hole in the right side.
Many tracks
This hedgehog passed by.
What did he give to his friend?
He talks about this to Van
Whistling in the bath
A hole in the right side!
A TALE ABOUT A SONG
All the kids
They love to sing
All calves
They love to sing
All the curls
On the lamb
They love to whistle songs!
And who sings the song
He won't die of fear
And who always sings a song,
Tom's paw
even a wolf
Because -
Oh no no no! -
never
Eat a song
can not
Here's a song
Oh-oh-oh!-
even a wolf
Because of,
such a good guy
All the frogs are singing
over the river,
All the grasshoppers are singing
And can I not sing?
All the kids
They love to sing
All calves
They love to sing
All the curls
On the lamb
They love to whistle songs!
JUMP-PLAY!
There is a hut in the forest,
And Parsley lives in it,
An animal is coming towards him
Jump and play!
Rhinoceroses,
Bears from the den
They come after each other
Jump and play!
Roe deer and raccoons,
And hippos
Running after the hunt
Jump and play!
Robin,
Live monkey
Everyone has the same thing -
Jump and play!
And I was a tit
A funny nosed bird,
And she flew in too
Jump and play!
I was hiding
And ate all kinds of midges,
But I still managed
Jump and play!
Now, as they say,
I'm not a tit at all
I don't run from cats
And I don’t catch midges,
But on holiday
At Parsley's
Jump at the party
Like other animals,
DEEPLY ADORED READERS!
I received three carriages of letters from you, written in multi-colored block letters. Those who have seen the cartoon “A Big Secret for a Small Company” ask: “Do you have any other secrets? How many? And what?" I answer: “Yes! All sorts of things! A lot of them! Which ones do you want?” For example, you ask: “Tell me a secret - what to do if a Lonely Scarecrow lives in a dark room?” Please! I’m revealing a secret: we urgently need to hug and pet the Scarecrow so that it stops being so lonely. And then - to make it laugh, so that it ceases to be a Scarecrow, and becomes a Laughter!
Or, for example: “Tell me a secret - who do you love most in the world?” Please! The one who is always growing. The one to whom something happens all the time. The one who flies in a dream. Someone who is able to ask three carloads of questions and rush off into a world of exciting adventures, dangers and great discoveries... Absolutely right! You guessed! More than anything in the world I love... you! And that’s why for 30 years now I’ve been whistling my poems for you, like a hedgehog with a hole in its right side. And I’ll also say (in secret!) that everything in this book is the pure truth and happened to me personally. After all, for the sake of such a serious matter as poetry for you, I can turn into a Pony, into a Cheerful Frog, into a Sailor Cat, into a Laughing Confusion, into a Flying Horse, so that you, my dears, can swim in the Sea of Miracles.
Your poet Yunna Moritz
Fun breakfast
HEDGEHOG RUBBER
Through the viburnum grove,
Through the aspen grove
For the puppy's name day
In a crimson hat
A rubber hedgehog was walking
With a hole in the right side.
Visited the hedgehog
Rain umbrella
A hat and a pair of galoshes.
ladybug,
flower head
The hedgehog bowed affectionately.
Hello, Christmas trees!
What do you need needles for?
Are we the wolves around?
Shame on you!
It hurts,
When a friend bristled.
Dear bird,
Please come down -
You have lost your pen.
On the red alley
Where the maples turn red,
A find awaits you in the bureau.
The sky is radiant
The cloud is clear.
For the puppy's name day
Rubber hedgehog
He walked and whistled
A hole in the right side.
Many tracks
This hedgehog passed by.
What did he give to his friend?
He talks about this to Van
Whistling in the bath
A hole in the right side!
A TALE ABOUT A SONG
All the kids
They love to sing
All calves
They love to sing
All the curls
On the lamb
They love to whistle songs!
And who sings the song
Sometimes,
He won't die of fear
never!
And who always sings a song,
Tom's paw
even a wolf
serves!
Because -
Oh no no no! -
never
Eat a song
can not
nobody!
Here's a song
into one
sit down
Oh-oh-oh!-
even a wolf
eat it!
Because of,
such a good guy
All the frogs are singing
over the river,
All the grasshoppers are singing
in the meadow!
And can I not sing?
I can not!
All the kids
They love to sing
All calves
They love to sing
All the curls
On the lamb
They love to whistle songs!
JUMP-PLAY!
There is a hut in the forest,
And Parsley lives in it,
An animal is coming towards him
Jump and play!
Deer,
Rhinoceroses,
Bears from the den
They come after each other
Jump and play!
Roe deer and raccoons,
Jerzy
And hippos
Running after the hunt
Jump and play!
Robin,
Oatmeal,
Live monkey
Everyone has the same thing -
Jump and play!
And I was a tit
A funny nosed bird,
And she flew in too
Jump and play!
I was hiding
From cats
And ate all kinds of midges,
But I still managed
Jump and play!
Now, as they say,
I'm not a tit at all
I don't run from cats
And I don’t catch midges,
But on holiday
At Parsley's
Jump at the party
Like other animals,
I still love it!
HELLO ROBOT!
Hello Robot,
Iron buddy!
Aren't you tired?
My dear friend?
DEEPLY ADORED READERS!
I received three carriages of letters from you, written in multi-colored block letters. Those who have seen the cartoon “A Big Secret for a Small Company” ask: “Do you have any other secrets? How many? And what?" I answer: “Yes! All sorts of things! A lot of them! Which ones do you want?” For example, you ask: “Tell me a secret - what to do if a Lonely Scarecrow lives in a dark room?” Please! I’m revealing a secret: we urgently need to hug and pet the Scarecrow so that it stops being so lonely. And then - to make it laugh, so that it ceases to be a Scarecrow, and becomes a Laughter!
Or, for example: “Tell me a secret - who do you love most in the world?” Please! The one who is always growing. The one to whom something happens all the time. The one who flies in a dream. Someone who is able to ask three carloads of questions and rush off into a world of exciting adventures, dangers and great discoveries... Absolutely right! You guessed! More than anything in the world I love... you! And that’s why for 30 years now I’ve been whistling my poems for you, like a hedgehog with a hole in its right side. And I’ll also say (in secret!) that everything in this book is the pure truth and happened to me personally. After all, for the sake of such a serious matter as poetry for you, I can turn into a Pony, into a Cheerful Frog, into a Sailor Cat, into a Laughing Confusion, into a Flying Horse, so that you, my dears, can swim in the Sea of Miracles.
Your poet Yunna Moritz
Fun breakfast
HEDGEHOG RUBBER
Through the viburnum grove,
Through the aspen grove
For the puppy's name day
In a crimson hat
A rubber hedgehog was walking
With a hole in the right side.
Visited the hedgehog
Rain umbrella
A hat and a pair of galoshes.
ladybug,
flower head
The hedgehog bowed affectionately.
Hello, Christmas trees!
What do you need needles for?
Are we the wolves around?
Shame on you!
It hurts,
When a friend bristled.
Dear bird,
Please come down -
You have lost your pen.
On the red alley
Where the maples turn red,
A find awaits you in the bureau.
The sky is radiant
The cloud is clear.
For the puppy's name day
Rubber hedgehog
He walked and whistled
A hole in the right side.
Many tracks
This hedgehog passed by.
What did he give to his friend?
He talks about this to Van
Whistling in the bath
A hole in the right side!
A TALE ABOUT A SONG
All the kids
They love to sing
All calves
They love to sing
All the curls
On the lamb
They love to whistle songs!
And who sings the song
Sometimes,
He won't die of fear
never!
And who always sings a song,
Tom's paw
even a wolf
serves!
Because -
Oh no no no! -
never
Eat a song
can not
nobody!
Here's a song
into one
sit down
Oh-oh-oh!-
even a wolf
eat it!
Because of,
such a good guy
All the frogs are singing
over the river,
All the grasshoppers are singing
in the meadow!
And can I not sing?
I can not!
All the kids
They love to sing
All calves
They love to sing
All the curls
On the lamb
They love to whistle songs!
JUMP-PLAY!
There is a hut in the forest,
And Parsley lives in it,
An animal is coming towards him
Jump and play!
Deer,
Rhinoceroses,
Bears from the den
They come after each other
Jump and play!
Roe deer and raccoons,
Jerzy
And hippos
Running after the hunt
Jump and play!
Robin,
Oatmeal,
Live monkey
Everyone has the same thing -
Jump and play!
Yunna Petrovna (Pinkhusovna) Moritz was born in Kyiv on June 2, 1937. After graduating from school, she entered Kiev University, but a year later she was accepted into the full-time poetry department of the Literary Institute. Gorky. Due to a lack of funds, she worked at night in a printing house as a proofreader and, of course, wrote poetry. In 1957, her first collection of poetry, “Conversation about Happiness,” was published. And in 1961, the first book, “Cape of Desire,” was published, based on impressions from a long trip to the Arctic on board the icebreaker “Sedov” in the summer of 1956. Later, “Stories about the Miraculous” were published, which were created from travel notes from that trip. The adult poetry of Yunna Moritz reflected her civic position and progressive views on what was happening in the country. Because of this, her works were not published in 1961–1970.
The poetess began writing poems for children after the birth of her son. At that time, the atmosphere in children's publishing houses was freer and made it possible to realize many of the author's fantasies. Yunna Moritz worked in the magazine “Youth”, where she ran the column “For younger brothers and sisters”.
Yunna Moritz's children's poetry amazes with its vivid images and original plots. The inquisitive gaze of the poetess reveals to readers many interesting things in everyday life. Turns out, “...there are, by the way, /CThe vines are very polite. / It’s not all about nutrition, / But about upbringing!” We agree that “hot delicious tea / Will disperse boredom and sadness”, and with the fact that everyone should smile on such an important occasion: “Spring is coming to the city!”
Mischievous, sometimes absurd poems in the style of Daniil Kharms testify to the poetess’s irrepressible imagination, her belief in miracles and desire to fill her childhood with joy. In the poem “Sea of Wonders,” a horse is caught on a fishing hook: “With its tail in farewell / Waving to the fisherman, / The horned horse / Said “Ku-ku!”
And in “The Laughing Confusion” there are such funny lines:
The shaft went to the dance
In a new saucepan hat.
Her gentleman was a broom,
He ate a dumpling out of a hat!
Engaging children with poetic play, Yu.P. Moritz strives to develop children's imagination, enriching it with new images, and also encourages young readers to fantasize and dream. “I’m lying on the grass, / A hundred fantasies in my head. / Dream with me - / There will be not a hundred, but two hundred!”
It’s amazing how accurately and soulfully the poetess conveys the experiences of a child’s soul. Parents have a difficult relationship: either dad leaves mom, or mom leaves dad, but the child does not dramatize the situation and does not lose heart. “I entertain my dad on Wednesday, / I entertain my mom on Saturday...” And he even has a fun program for grandparents.
But the hero of the poem “Ticket to the Dacha” will have to leave home for the whole summer. But the boy is sure that his favorite toys “They will sigh pitifully, / They will cry quietly, / If I throw them on the shelf / And go away to rest.” Therefore, he decides to take them with him to the dacha. But will the aunt at the ticket office allow you to do this? It’s so good that my aunt turned out to be so kind. She immediately understood how “It’s sad to live in an empty apartment / Even for a small animal / From which shavings are climbing.” And she allowed the boy to take all his friends to the dacha: “Two camels with a baby camel, / Two bears with a baby bear, / And a baby elephant about five years old.”
This is how, without teachings and edifications, it is possible and necessary to cultivate kindness and responsiveness in children. The absence of strict intonations and cliches in Y. Moritz’s poems, a joyful perception of life, as well as interesting plots and understandable language make her children’s poetry so beloved and popular among readers over five years of age. It is gratifying that books with these poems are not difficult to purchase. They continue to be published by various publishing houses: “Vremya”, “ROSMEN”, “Oniks”, “Rech” and others.
Yunna Moritz wrote several books for children “from 5 to 500 years old”: “Happy Bug”, “Bouquet of Cats”, “House with a Chimney”, “Big Secret for a Small Company”, “Vanechka”, “Jump and Play!”, “Tumber-Bumber”, “Move your ears”, “Lemon Malinovich Compress”. Yunna Moritz's poems have been translated into all European languages, as well as Turkish, Chinese and Japanese.
Since childhood, the poetess loved to draw. Her books for adults feature many of the author's graphic works. Very interesting and high-quality graphics.
For her work, Yunna Moritz received many awards: “Triumph” (2000), the Prize named after. HELL. Sakharov (2004) for the civil courage of the writer; "Golden Rose" (Italy); national award “Book of the Year” in the nomination “Poetry – 2005”; Prize named after A. Delviga (2006); “Book of the Year” in the category “Together with the book we grow - 2008”; Russian Government Prize for the book “The Roof Was Driving Home” (2011).
We hope that there will be new poems and new awards ahead, because Yu. Moritz continues to compose. We congratulate Yunna Petrovna on her wonderful anniversary, we wish her health and creative success!